Only then did Wen Jingheng feel satisfied. He indulgently ruffled her hair, "That's more like it. Even if you gain another ten pounds with your current body, you would still look great, perfect in fact. So don't skip meals just to lose weight."
Gaining another ten pounds, she would definitely not be perfect!
Hai Lan stared at him puzzledly, "Mr. Wen, are you sure you aren't looking at me through rose-colored glasses?"
"Yes, it's exactly that—looking through rose-colored glasses." Wen Jingheng actually nodded, boldly admitting it.
Hai Lan couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Your thinking I look good is useless if I really get fat…"
"Why would that be a problem?" The man suddenly grabbed her hand, his eyes turning jet black, "At least being a bit overweight is comfortable, very soft."
Hai Lan's cheeks flushed, yet she deliberately pretended to be displeased, "What, am I making you… uncomfortable now?"
